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~ By Courtesy of Others ~

 

This one is about the camaradery of the men who sailed under Bjorn Ironside,
but didn't make it out with the rest of the fleet who escaped from the Spanish Moors
who sought revenge on the viking raids that plagued them during the years
the Norse fleet was at sea across the Mediterranean.

I Am My Brother's Keeper

Together we hewed with our blades
Throughout the years that came and went.
We roamed the lands on mighty steeds
And much time on the seas was spent.
Proving our worth in daring raids
Many a foe to Hel was sent.

We've sought our Will be done (and never abandoned) to the end.
We've faced all that has come, fearlessly spiting the Grim Reaper;
Though He'll end what's begun, we'll never cease to bravely defend.
I'll fight and never run away, for I AM MY BROTHER'S KEEPER!

Many a brother was buried
Who bravely charged into his death.
O'er hills his corpse was carried
And our thoughts turned to his last breath
Moments before he was ferried
By Ygg; from our circle bereft.

We've sought our Will be done (and never abandoned) to the end.
We've faced all that has come, fearlessly spiting the Grim Reaper;
Though He'll end what's begun, we'll never cease to bravely defend.
I'll fight and never run away, for I AM MY BROTHER'S KEEPER!

We ever battle on for more,
Though the passing days draw death nigh.
Abroad the waves, we hear the roar;
Fleets of ire enemies are spry.
Swart foes come to settle the score,
But we'll continue to defy.

We've sought our Will be done (and never abandoned) to the end.
We've faced all that has come, fearlessly spiting the Grim Reaper;
Though He'll end what's begun, we'll never cease to bravely defend.
I'll fight and never run away, for I AM MY BROTHER'S KEEPER!

Some friends have escaped while the others stay.
Though our efforts of defense are broken,
Our stand together has clearly spoken
That each brother was truly the other's keeper
All the way to our watery graves of the deep.

Justin Douglas Blackford


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